Toadstool

Drug use is a giant communist plot Sometimes we advocate censoring the radio stations that play rock n' roll songs With words and ideas we don't like Sometimes we frantically pass laws But always we're defensive and not willing to admit That the youngster has to help us to create a better world Instead of dropping out of the world as we know it with drugs I'm gon' prolly f*ck up my life I know there's not much left That's why I sit in my room and I just pray for death I called my momma on the phone she got a little upset When I told her I blew all this money off my check I'm gon' prolly f*ck up my life I know there's not much left That's why I sit in my room and I just pray for death I called my momma on the phone she got a little upset When I told her I blew all this money off my check I could pretend like I don't care at all But I'm all alone and I'm craving your touch While you're with your boyfriend telling him stories About every night that I wasn't enough so I'll Sit here in the silence You don't know who I am Every thought is violent You're so fucken childish oh You're the one that reached out Like some quicksand pulling my feet down Now I don't wanna follow my dreams anymore I got a lot of money now I can't go home You don't know my name you don't know my soul Gonna follow my path like the yellow brick road I'm gon' prolly f*ck up my life I know there's not much left That's why I sit in my room and I just pray for death I called my momma on the phone she got a little upset When I told her I blew all this money off my check I'm gon' prolly f*ck up my life I know there's not much left That's why I sit in my room and I just pray for death I called my momma on the phone she got a little upset When I told her I blew all this money off my check